"Like movies," she replied eagerly as she shut the window behind him. She glanced down at her attire--even she realized that she couldn't go out in a drenched tank top and shorts. "Will, um. Get ready."

She vanished into the bathroom, leaving Reilly alone in her rather messy room. Clothes were strewn about on the floor, several punching bags in desperate need of repair leaned up against the wall, and a wooden desk that was literally broken in half.

After a few moments, she emerged again, dressed casually in a hoodie and jeans.